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"I hate winter…it's so cold and dead and gloomy!" The world seems to share the same opinion—the firm belief that everything comes to life in the spring, somehow emerging from a bitter, lifeless winter. I believe winter is one of the most beautiful seasons ever, that the icicles settling on branches, the snowy skin enveloping the landscape, and your own foggy breath stolen by the frigid atmosphere is only accentuating the life that still exists. Winter is not dead, not even sleeping - it's speaking.

Dead, so colorless, you say, And choking summer's glow, For earth is white and sky is gray, While nothing breathes below.